Author: Dacia
Category: parody, yaoi, 1/2 lemon
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: severe fluff
Notes: This is my very first fanfic ...
Feedback: cries, weeps, *begs* for C/C

Rapunzel

Once upon a time, in a land that is at the same time farther away and closer than you might think, there lived a beautiful boy named Duo. Due to the unthinking action of a gluttonous mother and an overly sympathetic father (parents, eh?), he had been promised to a witch at birth and given to her when he was but 12 years of age. Duo was born the most beautiful child under the sun. Although he did, at times, talk perhaps too much, nothing could detract from the fact that he was, let's face it, a hunka hunka burning love. The witch, Relena (bet you saw that one coming a mile away), was a wicked and jealous girl who could not stand the thought of a boy whose beauty so outshone her own, so she took him and locked him in a high tower in the middle of a great and unknown wood with no door (that would be the tower, not the wood) and, oddly enough, no stairs. Whenever the witch wanted to get into the tower, as she so often did if only to gloat, she would stand at the base of the thin, marble structure and call out:

"Duo! Duo! Let down your hair!"

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Duo: *nearly swooning in romantic abandon* Isn't this exciting?
Heero: Hn. I suppose that means I'll have to rescue you.
Duo: And why not? You can't leave me locked alone in that tower. And besides, I'm perfectly ravishing.
Quatre: Does this mean we won't be needed? *glancing at Trowa* Cuz I can think of at least one other thing I'd rather be doing.
Wufei: *falls into dead faint after getting the full brunt of Trowa's returned gaze*
Dacia: You have to stick around. I have no idea what's going on yet. And isn't it a lovely story?
Trowa: Very well. I always liked a good story.
Relena: Why is it that *I'm* always the bad guy!
All: Shut up, Relena.

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For Duo had wonderfully long hair, which he kept in a thick braid that ran down to the floor (and then some). At first glance, it seemed a glowing brown but when you got close enough, when you could take handfuls of it into your ... hands, it turned into a wild galaxy of reds and coppers and golds so brilliant that they took your breathe away. Whenever Duo heard the witch call out, he would loosen his braid to let his unruly locks flow out of the window and the witch would climb up it.

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Duo: Ouch! Do you have any idea how much that would hurt?! What do I have--a head made out of Gundanium?!
Quatre: No, Duo. That would be your stomach.
Heero: You're head's just made out of rock.
Duo: Ha, ha. Very Funny. It is to laugh.

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Time passed, as it so often does, and it was in the middle of Duo's 15th year that a stranger passing through the woods chanced upon the tower. He puzzled at it at first and circled it a few times before he realized that, yes, there was no way inside. It's base was encircled in very unforgiving thorns and its sides were so well joined that there were no hand holds to be found. It was just as he was leaving the clearing on his gleaming white palfrey (natch) that he took one last glance behind him and in the window beheld the most beautiful creature he had ever imagined. As he watched, the witch approached the tower and called out:

"Duo, Duo! Let down your hair!"

At which point Duo released his flowing locks out of the window and the witch climbed up. All this the prince (for he was indeed a prince) noticed with some interest as he tied his horse to a nearby tree and laid down to wait. He passed the hours listening to the sweetness of Duo's voice, for he talked constantly, and dreaming of holding this gleaming vision of loveliness in his arms.

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Heero: I don't see the OOC label on this piece of fiction. I would *never* do that.
Quatre: *giggling* Are you kidding? You stare more at Duo than at your laptop!
Heero: I do not!
Duo: Really?
Wufei: It's true. And quite amusing.
Relena: I don't see what the big deal is, anyways. Besides, wouldn't the prince get bored to tears by that non-stop chatter?
Trowa: Actually, it's one of Duo's more endearing traits.
Duo: *glomps Trowa* Tro-chan! I didn't know you cared!

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As soon as the sun began to set, the witch Relena climbed back down Duo's hair and disappeared into the forest. The prince observed all this with some wariness. It was obvious to him that the girl who was using his beloved so monstrously was a witch. His magical horse, Wufei, told him to simply ride away--witches were not to be trifled with, no matter what the story books say. However, being a rather brave prince, he approached the tower as soon as the witch was out of sight and called up:

"Duo, Duo! Let down your hair!"

Duo was no fool.

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Wufei: *snort* I beg to disagree.
Duo: You're just sore cuz you're a horse.
Quatre: *giggles, if only so he can fall breathless against Trowa*
Wufei: There is no honor in being a talking horse. It is very undignified.
Duo: I seem to recall Trieze saying that you were a very *good* horse.
Wufei: *turns bright red, but his nose does not bleed if only through a supreme act of will power not to mention the fact that he's wearing white, for chrissakes*

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He hadn't lived three and a half years in a tower for naught, and for every day of those three and half years, the witch Relena had arrived at daybreak and departed at sundown. However, being a curious young man, as well as, you must have realized, a very bored one, he lowered his hair out of the window as the last of the sun's rays left the sky if only so he could see who it was who would climb up. The shockingly bold blue eyes which met his startlingly violet ones as the stranger lifted himself into the room were enough to, at least for a moment, render him speechless. The sight of the rest of the stranger, who if he was braver than the average prince was also surpassingly more good looking, made his knees go weak and his heart flutter wildly. Without a word, the stranger crossed to him, took him into his arms and kissed him passionately.

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Relena: *groan* I think I'm going to be violently and copiously sick.
Duo: *growl*
Heero: *softer, if not any less fierce, growl*

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"Whoa!" said Duo when at last the stranger released his hold enough for them both to breathe in large amounts of much needed air. "Down boy!"

"Is something wrong?" The prince's all but emotionless face looked slightly puzzled.

"Hell, no!" grinned Duo as he tried gracefully to re-braid his hair before it became hopelessly tangled. "But ... I don't even know you're name."

"Heero," Replied the stranger, who has not been a stranger for quite some time to us and now no longer was to Duo. "Prince Heero Yuy." He bowed deeply, taking a step back as, at the moment, he was so close to the pale, enchanting creature before him that he could feel the heat of his smile.

"A prince, no less," sighed Duo. Love at first sight, you see. It's the bastion of the fairy tale.

"Will you marry me?" asked Heero in a straightforward way that made Duo want to collapse into giggles.

"You bet your cute--

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Dacia: Hey, this is a children's story! If you don't act nice, I'm not gonna let you write your own lines.
Duo: Heh, heh. I'll be good.
Heero, Trowa, Quatre and Wufei: *doubtful glances all around*

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"--um ... dimples!" laughed Duo. "Only one problem. It's not like I stay in the tower for my health (although the high altitude does wonders for my complexion). How are you gonna get me out of here? Before I can marry you, Hee-chan, I've gotta get down. Touch the ground. Roll in the grass. Smell the flowers ..."

Heero stopped Duo's rambling with a deep and soul searing kiss while at the same time wondering why it was that Duo's calling him Hee-chan had turned his inside into so much cherry flavoured jello.

"Ninmu ryoukai," he stated at last with a dull gleam in his eyes that could have cut glass.

After several more moments of passionate embraces that would have set any number of fairy godmother's cheeks to burning, Heero climbed back down Duo's hair to seek a means to rescue the beautiful boy whom he planned to make his own.

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Wufei: Too bad it's not a magic talking flying horse.
Duo: Was that a joke? I do believe that was a joke.
Quatre: *giggles, if only so he can slip his hands under Trowa's ever present turtleneck*
Relena: Heero! You would never really do that, would you?
Heero: *in answer, grabs Duo and kisses him fiercely*
Relena: Oh, Heero! But what about all those websites dedicated to us as a couple?
Trowa: *keeping a straight face even as Quatre's hands start a-roamin'* I think you'll find those are the same people who watch Card Captor Sakura.

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The next day passed much as all the others. The witch Relena did not notice the extra bloom in Duo's cheeks, being somewhat of a dim bulb in that respect, and Duo for his part was so eternally effervescent that his new happiness was only apparent to the birds which perched on his window ledge. Heero, in the meanwhile, had stayed the night in the forest, not even chancing that he might lose track of the tower (which, after all, had not been found in over three and a half years) if he were to leave. After a much heated discussion with Wufei, he had settled on a plan. Wufei still had all sorts of doubt about this whole mess, but deep inside he was as romantic as the prince he accompanied and so in the end he acquiesced. As night fell and the witch Relena was well away, the prince returned to the foot of the tower and called out to his love the words which I refuse to set down again if only cuz you know darned well what they are in addition to the fact that they sound kind of silly.

Heero's blue eyes as he entered through the window took Duo's breathe away, much as they had before, and it was not long before he was locked in the prince's embrace. Being both healthy libidinous young men, and further--being in love--it was not long before various bits of their clothing lay strewn hither and yon about the room while two very naked and very aroused bodies quickly found their way into Duo's feather bed. Follows: sobs, moans, groans, and a fair number of "o my gods!" At the last, Duo once again found himself speechless while Heero, in the throes of the most intense passion he had ever known, became, in fact, quite loquacious.

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Quatre: *taking his attention away from Trowa's smooth torso long enough to comment* I beg to differ. It's Duo who's the loud one.
Dacia: But artistic license is fun, that way.
Duo: Hey! I thought you said this was a children's story!
Relena: I can't watch ...

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As they lay together, arms and legs almost irrevocably intertwined, Heero explained his plan. While Wufei was perhaps not as powerful as the witch Relena, he was able to perform certain small spells.

"Wait a minute," interrupted Duo. "You have a magic talking horse?!"

"..."

One of these spells involved an enchanted rope which could be stretched, over time, to any length. It became Duo's job, then, to stretch the rope every night until it reached such a length that he might easily reach the ground where Heero would sweep him away to his palace so they might live happily ever after.

"But that'll take days," whined Duo. "I want to go now-how-how." He punctuated his overly dramatic groans with small thrusts which were on the verge of making Heero, at least for a little while, forget his own name.

After pinning Duo to the bed and once again having his way with him, Heero proceeded to let him know in no uncertain terms that a few days was, after all, not so long a time to wait.

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Wufei: She's got you there, Maxwell. You've never had any patience.
Duo: This from the horse's mouth.
Wufei: I'm warning you--
Duo: Meep! *hides behind Heero*
Heero: *too busy contemplating visuals to go with the story, especially that 'having his way with him' part, to be paying much attention to anything else*
Trowa: *too busy being groped by Quatre to do anything but groan*
Relena: Would you *stop* that! I'm the queen of the world! I shouldn't have to put up with this!

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The next few days were, perhaps, the longest of Duos' young life. Heero had the patience of the proverbial rock, and Wufei didn't do much more than sputter about the injustice of being a magic talking horse. It was not until a week later that the rope was long enough to accomplish its task. However, the witch Relena had, by this time, caught wind of what was going to happen. True to her witchy heritage, she resolved to wait until the unknown person who had made her prisoner so ... flushed showed himself. That night, as she laid in waiting at the base of the tower, she beheld a remarkably attractive, if grim, young man approach and, after calling up her very own command, climb into the tower she had so long kept for her own. She was at once enraged at the daring of this, I had to say it, mere mortal and at the same time hopelessly infatuated with him. She stormed around the base of the tower in a veritable fury for at least half an hour before stirring to action. Her anger and need mixed into a ferocious concoction which is why as she made her way to the tower walls, thorns parting obediently before her, her plans were a vague mishmash in which only the ideas of killing Duo and making Heero her love slave shone through with any sort of clarity. It was while she levitated herself up the smooth sides of the tower (something she could have done at any time, but had refrained from doing in light of her ongoing need to make Duo miserable), that she heard several low throated and seemingly pained moans streaming through the small window. Thinking, perhaps, that the stranger wasn't here to rescue Duo after all and was here merely to kill him slowly, she hastened her assent, crawling through the window and not really getting a good look at what was going on until she had pulled herself together. The vision with which she was met was enough to make her jaw drop in shock and her blood boil. For not only was Heero sitting in her chair (the one with the high back that was eerily reminiscent of a throne), but he was naked and holding an equally naked Duo who was presently being impaled by--

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Wufei: *holding paper cup to nose to catch the blood* I thought this was a children's story! Where is your honour!
Dacia. *checks watch* It's past 10. All little good children are asleep.
Trowa: *moan* Oh, Quatre!

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--Heero's rock hard erection. Duo was beautiful, this much we have been told and the witch Relena had always known for a fact that this was true, but the beauty of Duo as he bounced within his confines talking to the potted plants was nothing as compared to a naked, passion filled Duo as he rode astride an equally beautiful and naked Heero. Duo's head was thrown back, his whole body quivering and yet centered on one, glorious tumultuous feeling. It was not until Heero's hand reached around to claim Duo's own weeping (or is that neglected?) erection that she found her voice.

"Oh!" she cried.

Duo was at this point pretty much oblivious to everything as Heero thrust into him, each time harder and faster, and each time hitting that sweet spot within him in a way that made his whole world explode a little bit at a time. Heero, however, who was not only braver and more good looking than your average prince, but infinitely more perfect, opened his eyes.

Duo's moans faltered and suddenly stopped as Heero began pumping him in time with his thrusts. His eyes rolled back into his head as his eyelids fluttered and his mouth voiced a silent scream.

"Yes!" cried Heero, in time with his thrust. "Yes! Oh, gods, YES!!!"

On the first "yes!", the witch Relena screamed.

On the second, she threw her hands up in absolute despair.

On the third, watching horrified as both Duo and Heero came with what can only be described as an earth shattering force, she cried, "I'm melting, I'm melting!" and dissolved into a pool of water.

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Quatre and Trowa: *rolling about on the floor by this time. Use your imagination! *^_^*
Relena: That's not the way the story ends!
Dacia: I know, but isn't this much more fun?
Wufei: *leaves in a huff, refusing to lose anymore blood*
Duo: Oh, god yes, yes!!!
Heero: *he's the quiet one, remember?*

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"C'mon," said Heero quietly into Duo's ear as soon as he found it in himself to speak without quivering. "Let's get out of here."

"But what about the witch?" questioned Duo in a happy sort of exhausted way.

"I don't think that's going to be a problem."

And so the prince and his love made their way to the bottom of the tower, where Duo proceeded to roll in the grass before Heero placed him upon his magic talking horse and led him back to his palace where they did, indeed, live happily ever after.

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